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The night was young as Yoichi stuck his key into the door of his and Meguru’s apartment.
“I’m home.” He called out, removing his shoes and letting his sports bag fall to the ground. He could move it out of the doorway later.
“Welcome back!” He heard Meguru reply from the living area. The distinct smell of takeaway pizza being in the air.
“You ordered already I take it?” Yoichi said as he approached his boyfriend, who was sprawled out on the couch. There were pizza boxes open and laid out on the glass coffee table in front of him. The TV was on, playing some live broadcast of a football match that was about to kickoff.
“Yeah, I was too hungry to wait. How was training?” Meguru asked, reaching forwards for another slice of the pizza. It appeared he had ordered a large margarita and a large meat lovers.
“It was good, I’m gonna go take a quick shower.” Yoichi said, gesturing to his clothes that were caked in grass stains, his legs being smeared with mud.
“Damn did you go for a slip and slide across the field?”
“Basically, the grass was still soggy from all the rain yesterday.” Yoichi laughed.
“Hurry back~” Meguru said, shifting on the couch. “I’m gonna go put my pajamas on.”
Yoichi stood in the shower, the strong jets blasting water down onto him. He made sure to scrub himself thoroughly, not leaving a speck of dirt on his skin. He sighed as the warm water ran down his back, easing his tired muscles.
Since going pro his training regimen had only gotten more intense. He wasn’t even sure how that was possible considering what he had gone through in Blue Lock. Back then he had thought that would be the pinnacle of his training, but oh how wrong he had been.
As professional athletes, he and Meguru had to make sure to watch thier diets as well. However once a month or so, they had designated cheat days where they’d order whatever junk food they wanted and enjoy it together.
Today was one of those days.
Yoichi stepped out of the shower and decided to forgo the bath for now. He could soak later before going to bed. What he wanted to do was eat pizza and hang out with his boyfriend.
After drying himself off Yoichi threw on his loungewear, a simple blue tank top and some grey sweatpants. He let out a yawn as he made his way back into the living area, not being prepared at all for the sight he was about to see.
He froze the moment his eyes fell to Meguru. He was still sprawled out on the couch, still absentmindedly watching the television. However it was what he was now wearing that shook Yoichi to his core.
He had said he was going to change into his pajamas, Yoichi could recall that much. Except what he had on were not his normal pajamas.
Meguru noticed Yoichi short circuiting in the door frame and flashed him a knowing look. He shifted on the couch to slap the cushion beside him, inviting Yoichi to sit.
Yoichi obliged, allowing himself to properly check Meguru out as he got closer. First of all, he was wearing Yoichi’s own oversized lobster print pajama shirt. Cute. Second, he had some high cut satin shorts on, they were jet black and peeking out from beneath the shirt. Sexy.
“My eyes are up here~” Meguru teased, moving his legs aside so that Yoichi could actually sit down. Their couch was a three seater, but Meguru tended to take up the whole thing himself, stretching his body out across it.
“What’s the occasion?” Yoichi mumbled. He sat back, noticing some familiar faces on the TV screen. The football match having started.
“I just felt like changing things up a bit.”
Yoichi suddenly felt a weight on his lap. He looked down to find Meguru’s legs stretched out across him. He didn’t pay them much mind, it being a usual thing Meguru did when they sat on the couch together.
He brought one of his hands down to rest on Meguru’s shin, eyebrows furrowing the moment he did so.
He shifted his hand upwards, feeling up and down Meguru’s shin, hearing him start giggling beside him. His leg felt so… smooth. Yoichi glanced down again, realising what he had failed to notice the first time.
Meguru’s legs were cleanly shaven, his lightly tanned skin looking impossibly smooth. Yoichi moved his hand again, feeling at them as his eyes instinctively travelled upwards. He eyed Meguru’s toned thighs, swallowing slowly as he did so.
“Meguru, did you shave your legs?” Yoichi asked, gaze not moving from his boyfriend’s thighs. Stunned by the sight.
“Isn’t that much obvious?” Meguru said as he sunk further down the armrest of the couch, making it so that those same thighs fell into Yoichi’s lap. “I thought you might like it.” He added with a grin.
Yoichi stared down at his legs before snapping his eyes back up and actually looking at Meguru’s face.
“No, seriously, what’s the occasion, did I forget an important date?” Yoichi asked, somewhat frantically.
“Do I need an occasion to spoil you? I just felt like trying it.” Meguru said. “C’mon, you can touch me.”
Yoichi seized up again, looking between Meguru’s erotic expression and his erotic legs. Yoichi didn’t remember ever telling Meguru about how much of a kink he had for thighs. They’d only been officially dating for about half a year, so he hadn’t had the guts to bring it up yet.
“I notice things y’know.” Meguru started, leaning forward so that he was sitting up with his legs still resting over Yoichi’s lap. He twirled a lock of Yoichi’s damp hair with his finger. “Whenever we have sex you’re always grabbing at my thighs, like, a lot. I catch you staring all the time too when I’m in my uniform.”
Yoichi felt his face flush. Feeling like a teenager again as he averted his gaze. He hadn’t realised just how obvious he’d been about his preference.
“S-so, you did this for me?” Yoichi fumbled like an idiot. He was still processing everything though, heart thumping away in his chest. From both happiness and arousal as he finally brought his hands back down to Meguru’s legs.
“I wanted to see how you’d react.” Meguru said, shifting his fingers to turn Yoichi’s chin to him. Meguru’s face was noticeably redder than usual too as he leaned in closer. “Do I make your heart race, egoist?”
“Always.” Yoichi breathed as he moved to close the gap between their mouths. Meguru tasted like pizza and lip balm as he kissed his soft lips.
So he’d been planning all this from the start, huh? Yoichi thought to himself as he finally moved his hands. He felt the muscles in Meguru’s thighs tense at his touch. Meguru’s mouth fell open, inviting Yoichi’s tongue in as they continued to make out.
Meguru’s arms found their way around the back of Yoichi’s neck. In the same movement, Meguru shifted his position entirely, now straddling Yoichi’s lap.
Yoichi groaned, pushing both his palms up Meguru’s thighs, his fingers slipping beneath the delicate fabric of the tiny shorts. Yoichi found his skin didn’t feel too different compared to when his legs were unshaven, his hands simply glided over them easier.
What was making his heart race wasn’t so much the feeling itself though, but the fact that Meguru had done such a thing for him at all. Anyone was allowed to look at Meguru, but Yoichi was the only one that had the permission to touch him so intimately. He wanted to return the favour in earnest.
“Sorry, you didn’t get to eat any pizza yet.” Meguru mumbled against Yoichi’s mouth.
“It can wait.” Yoichi mumbled back, trailing his kisses downwards to suck at Meguru’s neck. Earning a moan from him. “I’m busy eating something else instead.”
Yoichi felt Meguru’s fingers press into his shoulders, clawing at his tank top. Meguru rolled his hips forwards, bumping their waists together and moaning again. Yoichi moved his mouth lower, wanting to lick at Meguru’s collarbone but being blocked by his own shirt.
Easy fix. Yoichi slipped his hands up to the hem of the shirt, tugging it upwards. Meguru complied, letting the article of clothing be pulled from his body, exposing his well toned chest. Yoichi would never tire of seeing it, dotting kisses along his flushed skin.
“Yoichi.” Meguru whined his name, indicating that he wanted his attention back on his lips. Yoichi was happy to oblige, moving his mouth back to Meguru’s. Kissing him passionately until saliva started to spill from their mouths.
Meguru continued to roll his hips, making it clear to Yoichi just how hard he already was. The thinness of the satin shorts hid nothing as Meguru shuddered against him. Yoichi grabbed at his thighs again, while muscular, they still had a softness to them as Yoichi kneaded at the skin in his grasp. God, I want to put my head in between them so bad.
Yoichi paused the second the thought found its way into his head. Despite his thing for legs that was the first time such a desire had overcome him.
“Everything ok?“ Meguru asked, breaking away and tilting his head to the side. Probably wondering why Yoichi had suddenly stopped moving.
“Um, I, uhh...” Yoichi began fumbling, embarrassed by his own perverted wishes. He dropped his gaze, seeing the way Meguru’s legs were enclosed around his own, which only served to turn him on further. Those shorts are so hot.
“Hmm?” Meguru made a curious noise as an alluring smile settled on his features. As if he’d just read Yoichi’s mind. “What’s going on in that head of yours?”
Meguru pushed his hips forwards again, catching Yoichi off guard. He flinched, feeling his dick straining against his own underwear. Meguru met his gaze, grinning mischievously as he did so.
“Tell me, how do you wanna fuck me?”
Yoichi felt any remaining blood he had rush south, unable to tear his gaze away from the little devil in his lap. Meguru’s sexy grin combined with his messy hair and flushed features were a deadly combo. Yoichi didn’t need any more convincing, he was gonna go for it.
He moved his hands back under Meguru’s ass, standing from the couch as he did so. Meguru giggled and wrapped his legs around Yoichi’s waist so that he wouldn’t fall. Being able to effortlessly carry Meguru in such a way was secretly one of the reasons Yoichi did so much weight training.
Meguru buried his face into the side of Yoichi’s neck as he began making his way to their bedroom. Meguru’s tongue was hot against his skin as he sucked at Yoichi’s neck. No doubt leaving a mark.
Arriving at the bed, Yoichi wasted no time dropping Meguru down onto it. Who smiled as his back hit the soft covers, flashing Yoichi a look full of anticipation. What Yoichi was planning to do probably wasn’t what Meguru was expecting however.
Meguru watched him with half lidded eyes as Yoichi crawled over him. Not being able to resist leaning down to kiss his pretty lips some more. Meguru yanked at Yoichi’s tank top, not letting up until Yoichi allowed him to remove it fully.
They made out until their breathing grew heavy, bare chests heaving as Yoichi began trailing his kisses downwards. Meguru shivered as Yoichi ran his tongue along his collarbones. Leaving some kisses on his cute nipples before continuing further down his chest.
Meguru whined at all the teasing, his fingers gripping at the covers beneath him. He squirmed as Yoichi’s mouth got closer and closer to his waist.
“I was meant to be the one spoiling you.” He complained, breath hitching when one of Yoichi’s kisses finally landed right above the hem of his shorts.
“Oh, you will be, don’t worry.” Yoichi mumbled against Meguru’s irresistible skin. He eyed how Meguru’s cock was tenting in the shorts before lowering his mouth over him.
“Ahn—“ Meguru cried out, body flinching at the sensation. His hips bucked forwards on reflex and Yoichi tried his best not to gag.
“Put your legs around me.” Yoichi said, words somewhat muffled as he continued to mouth Meguru through his shorts.
“H-huh?” Meguru had to take a moment to process the request. After a second of consideration he bent his knees slightly so that Yoichi’s head was resting in between his thighs.
“Like this?” Meguru asked for confirmation.
“Y-yes.” Yoichi practically moaned. He took both of Meguru’s thighs, pushing them together until he could feel each one to the sides of his head. All whilst his face was still buried in Meguru’s crotch.
Yoichi could feel his heartbeat in his ears, completely overwhelmed by everything he was feeling. Every one of his senses being occupied by Meguru and he wouldn’t want it any other way. He turned his head to the side, running his tongue along the sensitive skin of Meguru’s inner thigh. Causing him to squirm in his grasp.
Meguru watched on as his boyfriend proceeded to kiss practically every inch of his skin. He sucked, licked and occasionally nipped at his thighs, leaving some love bites behind as he did so. His fingers pressing into Meguru’s skin where they rested, holding his legs in place.
Meguru breathed heavily, dick straining for attention as Yoichi became completely and utterly absorbed in worshipping his thighs. A quiet laugh escaped him at the sight. It was cute seeing Yoichi so enamoured with his body. More so than usual, that is.
He let Yoichi enjoy himself, his licks and kisses only getting more frantic and desperate until he abruptly pulled away. Looking like he’d just had a sudden idea.
“C-can I fuck them?” Yoichi stammered. His face was a wonderful shade of pink as he glanced up at Meguru, eyes burning with lust. The look of pure arousal almost made Meguru bust right then and there.
Meguru had a kink of his own, and it happened to be for eyes. Whenever Yoichi looked at him in such a way, gaze full of nothing but a pure want. No, need, for him. Meguru couldn’t help himself, being happy to fulfil whatever desire it was that Yoichi wished from him.
“I thought you’d never ask.” Meguru said, sticking his tongue out cheekily.
It took Yoichi a moment to recover from the apparent outer body experience he’d just had between Meguru’s thighs. He wobbled as he pushed himself up off the bed, moving to retrieve a bottle of lube from their nightstand. He came back and knelt on the bed in front of Meguru.
Meguru watched with lusty eyes as Yoichi pulled his pants down just enough to free his dick. It sprung out, well and truly hard as Yoichi poured some of the lube out into his hand. He began coating his dick with it, breath hitching when he touched himself.
“Pour it all over my legs too.” Meguru offered. Spreading said legs so that Yoichi could get a good view of the marks he’d just left all over his skin. The sight made Yoichi momentarily freeze.
“F-flip over.” Yoichi eventually mumbled. Meguru did as he wanted and rolled onto his stomach. He felt the coolness of the lube drip onto the back of his legs not a moment later. He shivered, pushing up to rest on his elbows. He arched his back and pressed his legs together, offering his ass up to Yoichi.
He turned his head to look back at his boyfriend, who was trembling as he reached a hand out. He yanked the short shorts down, giving Meguru’s dick some much needed release from the fabric. He ran his hand down the back of Meguru’s thigh as he pulled them further down his legs, leaving them to rest at his bent knees. Yoichi brought his hand back up and placed it firmly on Meguru’s hip, using his other one to line himself up.
“You’re so fucking hot right now.” Yoichi murmured, voice being low and thick with desire.
“Why thank you~” Meguru smirked back at him. “Now hurry up and fuck me already.”
Yoichi didn’t need to be told twice as his dick slipped between Meguru’s thighs. Meguru heard him groan with pleasure, both of his hands coming to rest on Meguru’s hips. His fingers dug into his skin, pulling his body against him. Meguru let out a groan of his own, squeezing his legs tighter together and pushing his ass back to meet Yoichi’s thrusts. Gasping when Yoichi’s cock bumped against his own.
“Y-yoichi.” Meguru moaned his name, craning his neck back to flash him a needy expression. “Touch me.”
Yoichi immediately wrapped a hand around Meguru’s cock, who flinched at the long awaited direct contact. Whimpering with pleasure, Meguru pushed back against Yoichi again, feeling his rock hard dick slipping between his thighs.
Yoichi continued to thrust like a man possessed, gasping loudly beside Meguru’s ear as he did so. Meguru was a moaning mess beneath him, panting as Yoichi’s hand worked at his cock, stroking him in time with his thrusts.
“I want to… come all over your thighs.” Yoichi managed to say through heavy breaths. Meguru barely registered he’d said anything at all, replying in a similar fashion.
“Then do it... I’m… all yours.”
Yoichi cursed under his breath as his movements grew unsteady, his body shuddering as he came. Meguru pressed his thighs together, helping Yoichi ride out his climax as he was thrown into his own. He cried out as his body convulsed against Yoichi’s, the two of them losing themselves to the brief moment of bliss before crashing back down to reality.
And crash they did, as Yoichi’s legs gave out, causing him to fall to the side of Meguru. Meguru collapsed in the other direction, catching his breath as his heart thumped at a million miles an hour in his chest.
“That was… amazing.” Yoichi said once he was able to speak again. “Thanks for letting me do that.”
“You’re very welcome.” Meguru replied lazily, amused by his boyfriend’s formality. They’d had sex countless times, yet Yoichi still always made a point to thank him every time they tried something new. That kindness was one of the many qualities that Meguru loved about him.
Meguru wriggled his way over to Yoichi, head coming to rest directly in the centre of Yoichi’s chest. Yoichi wrapped an arm around him, cuddling him close. The two of them simply enjoying each others presence before they had to clean themselves up.
“I love you. Don’t you go forgetting it.” Meguru murmured, lips tickling against Yoichi’s bare skin.
“Same to you.” Yoichi replied without missing a beat.
“Maybe I’ll start shaving my legs more often.”
“Wh— You don’t— Only if you want to...” Yoichi settled on.
Meguru pulled away from Yoichi’s chest to properly smile up at him, teasing glint in his eyes as he said.
“Of course I want to, it was pretty fun seeing you get all desperate for me.”
“…Shut up.” Yoichi pouted, guilty blush settling across his cheeks.